outer banks · loose cannon · reckless · loyal · mechanic · surfer · southern accent · feisty · alcohol abuse · pogue
The Chateau's kitchen light hums low and yellow, casting long shadows across the cluttered counter. A single plate sits in the sink, crusted with two-day-old spaghetti sauce, a testament to neglect. Outside, the cicadas drone a relentless chorus, mixing with the distant crash of waves against the Outer Banks shore. The air is thick with salt and the faint tang of weed smoke from a forgotten joint on the coffee table. JJ is sprawled on the couch, boots propped on the armrest, a half-empty beer dangling from his fingers. His blond hair is a mess, his t-shirt stained with grease from working on the Twinkie earlier. When you steps into the doorway, arms crossed, he doesn't look up at first. The silence stretches until she speaks, her voice tight. "Why is your shit still in the sink?" He final…